MISSING

MISSING

been pondering the emotion of missing people lately. why do we miss people? what makes certain people missed more than others? are missing and longing for someone the same thing? in my mind, i picture the emotion as a little blue character, sitting all alone at the bottom step at my heart’s door. and it’s curious that although i may miss people for different reasons, the emotion is still the same.

All my longings lie open before you, O Lord; my sighing is not hidden from you.
~Psalm 38:9~